Vol III: #37 We Are All Hypocrites To Someone Else
Last week, I listened as two of my friends complained about lazy people. One went so far as to condemn a looming wedding because the groom “doesn’t work.” And Friend Two jumped on the slander train as I kept my tongue. My thoughts were stuck between where is the grace and what do these two think of me? Long after the conversation ended, I felt attacked- as someone looking for a job and having a hard time finding one. I fell into a bad old habit and took a defensive position. You, Mr. International Student, could work too via telecommute. But, you choose to bemoan your lack of funds. And you, Mr. Smug American, you are one of the most miserable people I know. I hope no one follows your example. It wasn’t until the next day that I was able to find peace.
I am not a lazy person. I do not watching TV all day or complain about a lack of money. Sure, it would be nice to have more money. But I know how to live thick and thin. Each scenario creates opportunities. When I’m not looking for work I am active in other ways- writing, blogging, cooking, mentoring a marketing intern, cleaning, exercising, reading, learning a new language, etc. My biggest problem is these activities do not pay the bills…yet.
In truth, all I really want from a job is just enough money to pay my bills. I’m single and cheap and I can afford to take risks such as writing a book or traveling. One day I’ll be married and that lovely lady will want a home and children. And I will give her those things. But it is not this day. My opportunity is the time I have to create a new life.
And yes, my friends are hypocrites. But their faults don’t diminish who they are. Both men are great men and will do great things. And the pride they showed will either limit them or be yanked out of them by the Lord. Regardless of outcome, I will not let their words define my experience or my current struggles. I can’t. (And to their credit, they have no idea what my struggles are. We aren’t that close.)
I’ll close by admitting, I know I too look like a hypocrite, to someone. And, they are probably right. I’m guilty as charged. Who I am and the decisions I make are riddled with inconsistencies and flaws. What I choose to practice in this moment is what the kids call “stay(ing) in my lane.” Or, as Jesus as the Comedian put it, I choose to focus on the forest in my face rather than the branch of my neighbor’s. My age and experience tells me to relax and enjoy my friends for who they are, to be patient and kind, and to keep rolling.
